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[aid] => mick
[title] => To Mr Marlboro
[time] => 2011-05-03 14:48:12
[hometext] => First poem I wrote, inspired by a marvellous cigarette.
[bodytext] => Deceptive Companion. Cylinder of lies.
You promised so much-
Yet took, never gave.
Scar me. Burn me.
Arrive, then spurn me.
Whittle me away, as you do. That's okay.
Merchant of death. So small yet so deadly.
Unleash your grey vapour, rejoice at it's dance,
beneath beaming lamp posts, which see through your secrets
whilst I drink you in. It's okay, I'm entranced.
A laughable premise you present, old friend.
Secretions fade with a gust of the wind.
Yet within me your disease will linger,
entwining with my soul, my sins.
Corrupt my heart. Infest my lungs.
Accelerate my life's decay.
A fool was I to welcome you,
believing you would soothe me.
But do not leave. I'll be okay.
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[informant] => Morgo
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[alanguage] => english
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